Happy birthday, honey!

Today the big guy is officially entitled to Medicare. Does that signify that he is OLD? I guess it does. Dang. Where did the time go? Where did his hair go? As he always says, of all things to lose, the hair can go FIRST!

Something on TV just now reminded me of how and when we started the family tradition of letting the birthday honoree pick out the place to celebrate birthdays in our family.

We were on a ski trip up to Quebec in March '84 (we were living in FL then). Normally I would fix a special meal for the birthday person, but we were in a hotel and the next best option was to let the birthday gal Haley select the restaurant for her celebration. A tradition began...

Now what did I see on TV to remind me of this? With the Olympics being in Canada, we just saw a feature on poutine, Canadian junk food introduced to us on that trip to Quebec, that's what! It looks disgusting...French fries, covered with brown gravy, and topped with cheese...but it was actually very good! We won't discuss fat grams nor calories nor clogged arteries. And we won't eat this very often, but y'all should try it at least once. It may be sneaking over the border soon.

So this brings me back around to the birthday boy. He gets to eat whatever he wants to eat tonight. Since we had great steaks at the Tieche's house last night, he may pick something else. He is King of the day! He rules!!! For today...